Halloween and all things scary - To me.

I am talking to you Halloween. I've grown up with this annual holiday; whether it's the movies the night before and the day of, or the TP pranks to the house next door. The little children ringing the doorbell asking for candy, or crazy teenagers who haven't grown out of it. Whatever it is Halloween is still fun. The night is supposed to be scary but for those of us that are faint of heart we go for cheesy. Actually I go for cheesy, cheesy scary, because if it was actually scary I'd never leave my house. Let's begin.

BeetleJuice

I saw the movie once when I was a small child, I think I was 10 when I first saw it? I don't remember. I remember watching it in the basement alone. As a child, I was always faint of heart, the slightest sounds and movements scared me. BeetleJuice scared me as a child, but it also made me laugh out loud. I didn't really understand what was going on, and I didn't even finish the movie. I was 10 and BeetleJuice was not worth my time.

Fast forward to 4 years later, I turned 14. BeetleJuice always played the night before Halloween, I decided to watch it through, the whole thing. This time I lasted but it was kind of boring. I didn't like the main girl or anything. I just watched it, and it wasn't scary. It was long.

I watched it again when i was 15 and then I finally understood. Though there isn't a HUGE meaning in the movie, it was funny, and it was a good Halloween movie. I loved Lydia's Gothic style. Although I have never become a fan of the guy with the small head.

Creep 

Addams Family

Never got the hype. The family was always creepy, and annoying. But when I found out that Christina Ricci played Wednesday Addams I fell in love with her even more! Wednesday was my favorite character and Ricci played her so well. I hated the mother, the father annoyed me, the brother was annoying. The majority of the characters bother me, but Wednesday always remained my favorite. She was so cool. She really didn't care about anything but was so witty.

Favorite.

Misery

I need to read this book. I've seen the ending by accident with my dad. It was AMAZING. I need to read the book and watch the full movie. Oh Kathy Bates, you talented scary, scary woman. You play such a wonderful lady on Harry's Law, but damn in Misery you were scary! So talented. She can morph. Misery will be my go to thriller year long. I only included this in the Halloween post because it is quite chilling.

Creepy smile. Haunting eyes. 

Creepy. 

Don't know what to be? Watch the video below and maybe it will give you an idea?

Haven't gotten any ideas? Well click here. That was easy.
Enjoy your Halloween's, keep safe. Don't take un-wrapped candy! Dangers lurk everywhere!

She said I have talent

I was given a very special opportunity. Something very exciting happened to me on Thursday.

Have you heard of a band called Hollerado? Not familiar with them? Well I have conveniently posted some videos of their music.

What happened Thursday afternoon? Well I interviewed & met them, and it was really great! I had a lot of fun, the guys were really nice, and very down to earth, very easy to talk to. I interviewed Dean, he plays the bass. He wore a a stripped yellow shirt, skinny jeans and a white cowboy hat. He had a full beard and was insanely cool, and very nice. Then again, I have yet to meet a hyper bearded fellow, I'm sure that day will come soon.

Anyways! I had to take a picture of where the interview had taken place. It was at the top of a bar in a open dusty room, where the windows were dirty but you had a clear view of the streets below. It was a bonus room, probably used as an extra for when the facility is packed. Here is what it looked like:

Sorry about the lighting and the picture quality. I had to rush to get the photo.

Here is the order in which we sat:

It was surprisingly cozy

Afterwards, I got a picture with the whole band. 

Tall Medium Short Medium Tall
Jake, Nixon, Dea, Menno, Dean

I had a really fun day, they were all so nice. I would've gone to their show, but you had to be 18! Well next time!


After the interview the editor was telling me how well I did, and this was very nice to hear. My first time interviewing a band wasn't as eventful as I had hoped. I was really happy that my second interview turned out great! Anyways, she told me I have a natural talent for journalism, talking comes easily to me. This was a huge compliment, I didn't really know how to take it. Oprah has always been an inspiration in my life, and when the editor complimented me I just had to bring Oprah up. I'm sure you can guess what the rest of the car ride was about - no it wasn't all Oprah, we talked about a lot of stuff in the media. I had a revelation that day; I still haven't decided my career path, but hopefully I will wind up happy and successful. That is something I look forward to.

As for the interview? It was 20 minutes long, I have to transcribe it all now. I hate listening to my voice back on tape, does anybody else have this problem? Well I'm just going to suck it up and finish it when I wake up (it's past 1 am.. and well this isn't helping my sleep schedule). I'll post the full interview when it goes public.

I end this post on an optimistic quote.

"Happiness is not having what you want, but wanting what you have" - Anonymous

Until the next adventure!

Fridays are hateful

This post is long. 

You've been warned.

I started school on Friday, and what a day it was. I was pretty optimistic going in but optimism can't help everything.
Basically it went down like this:

First period- Happy to go to math class, the temperature of the classroom was like the inside of a freezer and the teacher was intimidating. Sitting in the front row, averting my eyes away from the cold glares that I assumed were glancing my way. Didn't know anybody in the class but was too much of a wimp to be social. Left feeling defeated, what a way to start the day!

Second period- Chemistry. Sat in the same desk as I did the year prior (right up front), I like the front, I can see better. This class was much better, my friend sat to the row directly to my left, my other friend to the row directly to my right, and I knew so many people in this class. Although I felt happy to be surrounded by people I was friends with, I knew that this year chemistry would be insanely harder, and the diploma would not hold back. Basically I must resist the urge to socialize or I will be knocked out by the diploma.

Lunch - 15 minutes. It was really random, I sat with my friend and a girl who I don't really talk with, I wasn't forcing conversation so it was a pretty dull 15 minutes.

Third period- Social. This class is the one I dread the most. I hate it, it's so boring. I got the same teacher, I had mixed feelings going in. She got married, and we have to call her by her new last name, this is going to be a challenge for me as her old last name left a permanent spot in my brain. Though I'm not happy to be in social, I am happy she is letting us get up to 10% bonus, and yes I did sit in the front row.

Fourth period- Walked in late as I was getting my textbooks, this room was by far the coldest I had been in all day. Of course I had to sit under the vent. Everyone was siting in a semi circle around the teacher, he was talking about what he had planned for the year. Some of the new grade 10s were so obnoxious, it's their first year and they already felt like they owned the place. That was annoying, so i concentrated on something else, like how freaking cold it was. It's not even winter but it felt like it was. The choir teacher asked me to go to the newly renovated music room and give some forms to the secretary there. When I walked in the new room my breathe was taken away. Being the first student to see the unveiling of the music room was so exciting. The floor was raised, the walls freshly painted. The secretary asked me how I liked it except the color of one wall was so... not what I would have imagined. I told her I don't like that color, Nate Berkus would not approve and he is probably shaking his head. She laughed.

The bus ride home was annoying, everyone was acting like they were spectacular, altering their voices as they complained about classes. The bus driver went the wrong way, and as I am one of the first few stops I ended being the last to leave. Got home much later than anticipated and I was so angry. Even when I went up to help the bus driver she kept snapping at me. She had rude written all over her.

Friday was so annoying, I finished my homework the night it was assigned and fell asleep looking forward to a wonderful long weekend. I caught something and now I'm sick. I have school tomorrow. Can you feel the joy radiating off me? Oh you can't? Probably because there ISN'T any joy, and I'm even MORE bitter when I'm SICK. GAAARRRR.



On a happier note look at these nice shoes I bought for "back to school".

The detailing is way too much for me to handle.

School binder artwork.
Social Math Chemistry

I end this post on a song I've been listening to while I type furiously. I think I'll post a song per post or something of that sort. Maybe a picture, maybe a song? I don't know yet, when I figure it out I'll let you know.

This week of television

Okay so the only show I watched this week (so far) has been MasterChef. I was mighty disappointed. I was sending angry texts to everyone; the person I didn't want to win... WON. This always happens to me. It always happened when I would watch dancing with the stars so after 8 seasons of disappointment (Seasons 4-12) I stopped watching. The show stopped bringing me joy and instead made me angrier.

I moved on to other television. My mother and brother loved Masterchef so I started to watch it, it was MUCH better than Hell's Kitchen. Last night being the finale I wanted Christian (the stay at home dad) to win. Did he? No, he didn't. Jennifer did. I never liked Jennifer from the beginning (I started watching the show half way yes, ironic I know). Well I was disappointed. I need to stop watching reality television. I can't wait for September when Modern Family is back on air!

Phil Dunphy

Modern Family

Angst in August

The sorting hat says that I belong in Gryffindor!

Said Gryffindor, "We'll teach all those with brave deeds to their name."

Students of Gryffindor are typically brave, daring, and chivalrous.
Famous members include Harry, Ron, Hermione, Albus Dumbledore (head of Hogwarts), and Minerva McGonagall (head of Gryffindor).

In anticipation for my welcome letter into Pottermore I have become a tad (I assure you, it's a LITTLE thing) obsession with all of these sorting quizzes. Whilst reading the series I was convinced I was a Gryffindor but my test results were crazy. I would always get Gryffindor, Slytherin an even amount of the time and the same goes for Ravenclaw. I cannot wait to be sorted in Pottermore! Maybe then I will know the truth. I love Gryffindor and Slytherin! Oh so many choices. Oh hat, which house will I be most fit.

I find that whenever my parents have barbecues I eat too much protein. I'm not going to deny it, but that meat was so tasty. I also ate vegetables and fruit. I loved everything about this day, besides the bugs. I also pulled my neck muscles twice while trying to murder a wasp. I succeeded. Then another one came, and I left. That was enough battle for me in one day.

As I sit here in my bed I am conflicted with feelings of angst. It's usually mid-August when I being to have school related dreams and that bothers me. Why can't I stray away from school until the forceful push in September? Urgh, High school.

The story starts like this

Hello to you all, I see you have found my page. How absolutely lovely. I hope you weren't frightened by those two zebras! Now why would you be? It's just a picture, but you see, sometimes pictures can be frightening...

Okay, so I have no idea what came over me and why I initiated to write an introduction like that. Today being Saturday I decided to perform a childhood ritual that I had left behind; watching cartoons in the morning. Okay so I did wake up @ 11 and there was 1 show left and it was so practically stupid, I am a firm believer that television was so much better when I was a child (Remember Hey Arnold, Drake and Josh, The Rugrats?). Anyways, so the show started off with a creepy old guy opening a book and he talked like I had wrote above, it was down right creepy but I couldn't help but chuckle. Maybe that's why I wrote that introduction? Have you had your chuckle yet? If not, I guess that will be my task for another post.

Hey Arnold + Childhood shows + Drake and Josh

I am absolutely thrilled ever since I received an amazing gift from my parents. Today, I blog from a different location. Where are you blogging from Dea? I am blogging from my bedroom, my parents were so kind as to buy me a laptop for school. I was so thrilled, do you know how much more comfortable it is to blog from your bed than a hard chair? It is SO much better, but when school comes (the day is slowly creeping up) then the free spirit inside of me will be trapped as I need to study everyday because diplomas are coming and I'm scared out of my wits. Despite the immense amount of bravery I may appear to have, I am afraid of 3 main things. Heights, time and failure. Heights because I am afraid of plummeting to my death, and also I feel no such sense of adrenaline, my body numbs with fear. Time is an interesting fear, it's not so much a fear as it is a nervous bugging hassle. You see I find there are so many wonderful and interesting things to go but there is never enough time. There are so many books I'd love to read but there isn't simply enough time. Whenever I walk into a bookstore (especially the older ones that contain both classic/old books and newer ones) I feel as though they're mocking me. Loving literature makes ones brain hurt. And finally failure, imagine working so hard and the result is failure. What do you do if you're a failure? You curl up in the fetal position rock yourself back and forth while you descend into the darkness? I hope not! I'm working hard so I don't fail, but that ill idea lingers in my mind from time to time.

I chose this glorious image because it captivates the true essence of my personality, no matter what situation I may be in, I know I am my own best person. I can be confident being who I am, that's why in more cases than none, I am not afraid to humiliate myself in public. It's those who take chances that live thrilling lives.

Break time?

Every time I opened up my closet (which let me add is quite small) I was overcome with great agony and it was quite horrific. So the other day I decided to do something about it. Organize? Yes, please.

Before:

All of this stuff was stuffed in the bottom and at the top. Really what is this stuff. (I didn't even know myself)

After:

IT'S SO CLEAN AND ORGANIZED AND I COULD WALK IN IT IF IT WAS BIGGER. I can dream can't I?

It helped that I can store stuff under my bed. Oh how I love that perk.

And today my mother made this:

Yuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmy !

Thoughts far away from home

100th post celebration?
Well this isn't my 100th post but that doesn't mean we have to stop the celebration!
(Just enjoy the enthusiasm)

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(As I wrote this I thought this was my 100th post.. but the numbers didn't add up, so we're still going to celebrate and for the 100th post it will be something so exuberating you will really want to jump like the men in the picture.. Or a smile would do..)

I can't believe I made it this far! Sure my follower number is low.. but it's not about the followers to me. It used to be but my friend told me some wise advice; she said do things from the heart.. and some other things, but to be honest her advice was too cheesy and in all honesty I was eating a cheese sandwich and it felt like too much cheese for one day. And that's saying something.

When I first started this blog I didn't know what to think! I didn't know what to expect. So much has happened to me and it's nice that I can look back through the archives and laugh. Oh public journals- the exposure expected. 

My brother asked me why I blog if I am not getting anything back from it? Well young brother - you have much to learn. I am apart of a community.. though momentarily my section of the community doesn't get visited often.. that will all change in due time! Patience is a virtue I face everyday (I am the most impatient person you will ever meet). My life is very fast paced and those who can't keep up are left behind. 

But back to the "celebration". This week - or sometime soon in the future I will be blogging about a recipe I attained and well it's been lingering in my mind ever so often that it's left a permanent mark - I feel I should honor it.. somehow? THE GIST IS STAY TUNED.

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After numerous calls from the library I finally caved in to pick up that large order of books I had placed on hold. Behold my plans for the rest of the summer (and then some); and to think, not all the books have arrived yet.

This is how I think the conversation will look like between a classmate when school starts:
Fellow Student: "Hello Dea what did you do all summer?"
Me in all of my expertise: "I immersed myself in the waters of education and I swam through till the very end"
"...wtf"

And here's a delicious treat my mother made one night.

And they tasted EVEN better. 

Brita is my life

My scars are fading which is a little joyous, I can't cheer too loudly as my hair is fading. It lasted quite long, but with anything superficial you can't expect it to last as long as the real thing. The weather here is oddly confusing - the days will start out with warmth and will end with dreaded showers (I love rain but not when I miss my bus). Or in my case the day will start off being very dreary and cold, the weather man says it's going to rain so I wore my rain jacket, by the end of the day the sun is scorching at my body and I am on the verge of sweating (that is totally attractive... EW) I am forced to lull around my rain jacket and it's all your fault; I need to stop trusting the television.


I'm torn between the decision to bring back the bangs or grow them out. They looked great but they were so high-maintenance. I am so lazy - my hair is my worst enemy. I love it and though it uses my scalp as a host to grow it doesn't give the appreciation I deserve. My hair is full of knots- these knots are so hard to undo. Does my hair hold a big secret it wishes the world not to know? I JUST WANT TO RUN MY FINGERS THROUGH MY HAIR. I'm on the hunt for some better conditioner and some good leave in. I don't know where to look, and quite frankly I'm well.. lazy. Oh hair, one day I shall tame you... but until then I guess I'll be the victim whilst you consume me.

Image taken from here.

May Brita live forever. unfiltered water will bring me to my death. I have become so accustomed to drinking filtered water, that I can tell the difference between what others may deem "safe". This all is "dramatic" but I am correct, I bring my water bottle everywhere I go (partially because I always get thirsty and pop and juice will never quench your thirst as water does), water is vital for living a healthy life.

This is the infamous 'vodka' bottle.
It's FILTERED water, so don't get any ideas.
I don't share drinks.
Mono lurks everywhere.
EEEK germs (goes to hide)

And that was totally random but it really brought out my paranoia. I'm sitting here drinking filtered water in a water bottle. When I drink out of this bottle people always believe I am drinking vodka. I have no taste for alcohol, I don't drink. I prefer my taste buds to stay sober, but I have acquired a new love for frappuccinos. (I recently tried the new coconut creme and I fell in love; really I can't stop thinking about out it. Talk about obsessive.) Really it's unhealthy; but Starbucks I believe we can work something out.

Image taken from here

Oh who is that marvelous specimen in the front row wearing those snazzy spectacles? Well I don't know who she is but she reminded me of myself. I wear my snazzy spectacles where ever I go! Though if I didn't I'd be blind and I'd probably get hit by a moving vehicle (everything I do it for safety). I only laugh out loud when I find it funny. Something things are just so cliche- Can you blame me? Or you can belt your voice out loudly until you pee yourself, if I'm sitting beside you when this happens I do hope it doesn't smell. Theaters are just.. ahem random. I'll only go depending on my mood; and only if the movie is good. Blah blah blah, where was I? I wandered off.. anyways, this girl reminds me of myself - always bored with simplicity. Lets clap for comparisons!

Until my next adventure (though would anyone really count this as one?).

Until my next brain burst. (Ah that's better.) 

Euphoric Beginnings

Oh how I've missed blogging. The combination of being both busy and lazy made this blog almost die but do not worry I am not dead and neither is this blog.

I want to start off by announcing the loss of my hair virginity, yes I am no longer a brunette. I, have been dip dyed; it was one of the best decisions I've ever made. Well the first time I colored it the color tone was way to similar to mine and therefore results were unnoticeable (if any) there were none. This antagonizing experience resulted in a whirlwind of emotions which left me drained and to put it in short terms - angry and disappointed. My first time was dreadful, but alas would I ever recover from such a horrific experience? Would I ever try again? You need worry not. I did just that. I recovered. Oh I am making this sound way more dramatic than it needs to be but nobody listens to boring stories only those enthralled by passion stay for the last sentence. Oh I also got my dead ends cut - but that's irrelevant. 

Here's my hair before the epic transformation.

Can you sense the essence of the smile that is forced? Really who wants to waste their day playing at the graduation ceremony when they could be doing other things such as you know, SLEEPING? I don't know who wants to do that but I did (go and play) because I was forced. Such is the life of a band student.

The result: after a hair trim (the dead ends were consuming me) and dip dye. The color is mahogany. With flash it looks red, from far away it looks dark brown and up close it looks purple. I enjoy it ever so much. 

(In all my excitement the picture turned out blurry)

This is the color I used. It was on sale as apposed to the other one I bought for full price. Hello sales kind of make me happier. Yay for happiness. And I am smiling in the picture, I'm just tired from an extremely long day, yes those are indeed lilacs in my backyard and I am wearing a shirt that not only has the Canadian flag but also the words CANADA spelled out in big black bold letters. Kate Middleton (whom I adore dearly) and Prince William (who has a bald spot) where in my city that day and you may think I wore the shirt to commemorate the special event, I hate to break it to you, but I wear the shirt as a pajama. And it's so WONDERFULLY comfortable. Please, contain your envy.

I recently had an impulse in which I used my hard earned money and spent it on my first purchase. I bought 5 music books. 5 flute solos - you can not imagine my euphoria.

Each one caught my eye for many different reasons. I needed a book that had many exercises at many levels and two others have classic solo pieces for the flute. Of course I HAD to buy the Disney one - Aladdin is my favorite and the ability to play the music on my flute brings my childhood back to life (although I despised Jasmine). The other book is famous popular Broadway tunes. Can you understand how euphoric this is, oh I do not regret buying these, impulsive shopper? Yes. Although I haven't bought much after that.. well I bought my first drink from Starbucks with some left over cash my parents gave me and it was downright dreadful (the non-coffee option I chose left a bitter taste in my mouth, although it was chocolate I couldn't even drink it when it got dry. Oh I hate when that happens). I'll stick to my water next time.

I took out the sound of music out of the library (for piano and voice). Though I play on my flute and sing on my lungs, I bent the rules. Do I get a penalty?

I'm addicted.

The best news of all... well take a guess. What is this?

Disregard the blurriness; Inside is something ever so special..

It's my new flute. This is the best thing I have obtained in the last few months, I'm so grateful for everything. I treasure everything given to me, it all gives me happiness. I love the quality of the flute, it makes my tone so much better, It makes the music I play sound a million times better than my last flute. Good things come to those who wait; and boy did I wait a long time!

I'm in the midst of reading this fantastic book. I am not exaggerating when I say this might be one of the best books I've ever read. I can relate to the character so much - it may have to do with the fact we're both so strange. "They say the strange are often said to be geniuses" - That quote makes me happy.

I spent a day with my best friend a long while ago. Big cheesy, fake, forced smiles and all; I genuinely enjoyed that day. 

I've been working and working out - yes my summer is getting busier by the days that pass but I am not going to leave my blog like I did last time for that dreadfully long hiatus. No this time things are going to be different, It could just be the new turn of events in my life but I've changed and I will blog more. Just you  wait and see.

Euphoric Love

I love stumbling upon new and wonderful things online. Today I came across these magnificent finds:


Mean Cards: Hallmark cards are way to cheesy if you want a card that will surely leave a punch in the gut go for mean cards! They are irresistibly humorous and in the ends the cards are just jokes.. right?

Mean Cards

I love art. I especially ADORE chilling art. (I could not find a proper word for what I was trying to describe.) I stumbles along All About Paper Cutting and I was simply astonished. Elsa Mora the Creator is a talented artist, her paper art makes my brain spin it's mind blowing and not anyone can do it! 

I love this a lot. I would love to buy one of her works in the near future.

All about Paper Cutting

I love DIY and this DIY blog is simply splendid! I was looking through and found how to make this cute brooch. 

Studs and Pearls may just be one of my new favorite DIY blogs. 

I decided to give my blog a new make-over. I got myself a new banner and everything, I'm liking it. Hopefully these next few days I will buy a new camera! Out with the old and in with the new! Although it is hard to say.. we shall see. I'll keep you posted.

Enjoy

The power of Friendship and Judas

Not placing in cities maybe depressing to some but to me it didn't matter - I had fun participating and I had my best friend for laughs.

I was pretty flashy that day. Wouldn't it be cool if my shoes were actually like that? Well they're not (cue the disappointed sighs). My mother took this picture with the flash of yet my shoes were pretty flashy hahah Oh I'm so funny.

This is Christina, she is one my best friends to this day. She had brought our school's sweatpants and ever chance she got she would shout "RAMS" and stick her bottom out randomly. I took a picture and this is the result. I love how there is a group of people casually conversing on the stairs as she carries on with her RAMS campaign. She does look like she's going to throw something in the trash. Good job Mini-Onions.

There's always next year, and I can hear gold calling our name. It's coming closer. Gold for all 3 of us. There's always next year! Badminton was very fun, I encourage everyone to join badminton it's so fun, even if you are not the greatest player you will always enjoy it!

I am so happy Lady Gaga released Judas. The song is amazing, it's so catchy and I love the beat. It really made my day a lot better. Gaga has amazing feel good music. Of course our jazz performance at the Gala of the Arts was amazing as well! We killed it and that also added to my happiness. A day that starts off crappy doesn't have to end that way.

I have a breathing class tomorrow it's supposed to help my chamber group perform better with better breath support. I have physics homework and a biology test to study for. A physics unit final and a Beowulf final project. I guess I won't be sleeping in this weekend. 

The Blog Project

It's that time of year again. I may be Spring but there is a ton of snow outside my window so I don't think the "spring" effect has really hit the city. It's spring break but I will not have any time to relax. I've been given a mountain load of homework (Biology, physics and English). It's nice to know that my teachers enjoy giving heavy assignments over the break. I can hear their maniacal laughter bellowing through the silence of what was to be a peaceful spring break, I can't escape school. It saddens me.

I beat my highest level on zombies! Yes I am EXTREMELY nerdy but really this is a big accomplishment for me as I suck at COD. This may be such an awfully nerdy thing to say but I was on youtube looking at some strategies because I suck and I want to get better (my brother calls me a noob and so does everyone online.. it does get a tad annoying). While on youtube I cam across this video.



   
It is absolutely perfect, the essence of darkness that looms in the video. The power given to a human and the power for greed will result in an unfortunate ending. There is great moral in this video, it's also very witty and very imaginative. I soon began clicking on more videos on that youtube channel and I fell in love with almost everyone of them. They tackle the deep stuff in the human life - the provocative, the unimaginable and the simplist of things yet the meaning behind all the videos is so deep that many people can relate to them.

Some of my favorites include:




 

It shows the coming life and then the cycle of it. I found this video to be so funny. I laughed at the ending! I always find the oddest things funny.

 


Having never had any near death experiences I wonder if my life will flash before me. This video explains that very mystery. Maybe it's different for everyone. I liked the way the narrator spoke, the way the script was written; it was intellectually witty. I also thoroughly enjoyed the animation. I love this kind of art.

Only someone who had felt like this, could understand and relate with this video. I can't, but I loved how they got the message across.

You can watch the rest of the videos here on Future Short's channel. I love this channel. I simply adore it.

Hopefully this post is more amusing than my previous ones. I'm trying to make it more interesting but finding interesting things, and might I add that I have found many interesting things that I'm sure you'd like. Those will come in future posts.

Stay tuned.

I'd bust a move but I'd break a hip.

It's quite hard to dance when you're so exhausted!! I've never been so busy than I was these last couple of weeks. Swimming is exhausting, badminton is exhausting, biology is stupid, physics is death and English is annoying. I'm not being pessimistic this is my point of view from a lack of sleep. Music class is getting annoying too. School is just annoying can't summer come already? Baah. In physics we did a project where we calculated things according to yellow lights, it was really stupid. I blame the ministry of transportation. Baaaah.

Yes, I did use a cat to animate how boring days are lately.. I'm too busy to go out for free time. It's a weird feeling being so busy. My friends plan days to hang out weeks in advanced because of my crazy schedule! Oh how things change in a year. Last year I had so much free time it was crazy and now this year I have none it's unhealthy. I really need to take up playing the cello again! I haven't been playing in oh so long I'm becoming so rusty..

I'm so slack in the morning, I don't really care, I usually end up going to school looking dead. If I have swimming or badminton in the morning and it's just a scramble to make it to class on time I look like this:

At least her skin is nice.

My LUSH is pissing me off.. my products aren't working for me. Well the toner is great I don't like my scrub though.. I'll need to buy a new one soon..

I hate how my hair is after swimming. No matter how long you wash your hair for you still smell like chlorine and if you don't have time afterwards to blow dry your hair it drys really weirdly. Or at least my hair does. I usually put it up in a messy bun... a lot of emphasis on messy.

Though I don't think her hair smells like chlorine.

Also she does have a killer shoulder.

I am a culprit of bad blog postings.. I know I say this in every post but I am really awful for doing this. Also my posts are boring and it sounds like all I do is complain. I'm starting a project, hopefully this will be a success. I'm going to be making my blog posts a lot more interesting. I'll try posting at least twice a week, that's more sufficient than once a month. Hopefully with this upcoming project my blog won't be so boring and maybe I'll actually get some readers. I'll be experimenting with a lot of new things! The best is yet to come! Stay tuned. Also if you haven't already check out my other blog.